Masturbate.
From Create Your Own Story
Usually this is the kind of thing you'd prefer to do in isolation. In privacy. But, fuck it. This day needs to start strong somehow. Happiness has gotta come from something. Anything.
If you could. Just. Finish.
A little faster. You curl over the body so as not to fall along the edge of the tub. Just a little faster. Longer strokes. To the memory of her begging for you to "search your heart".
The voice of a woman filters underneath the door. That goddamn TV and that goddamn dipshit roommate. If Thane would only turn it down. That kid and that weirdly pornographic cooking channel. Go out and meet someone instead of. Of? Coming on a homeless woman's corpse.
